The sky loomed bigger and my car seemed farther away and I stood, wobbling a little under the serous weight of the drag. I raised the cigarette again, drew on it, and the sun seemed to jerk upward, like a fish tugged on a line. I walked to my car, extra slow, savoring the glacial cool in my mouth, the burn in my chest.

Excellent writing.

boqeh:

I just picked up smoking this year. Basically all of the managers at my place of employment were smokers so being a bit of a kiss-ass at times I started, just so I could go out for the frequent 'Focus Breaks' as they're called. What I've come to learn is that smokers have a really interesting mentality about it. Not everyone uses it for the same reasons. I started to get closer to my bosses, but now I use it to make friends.

I can stand outside and ask whoever else is out there about what films they've watched recently or really anything. There's still a barrier between you and everyone else, but it's much easier to climb over that insecurity when you have to borrow a guys lighter or he bums a cigarette from you. The openness is something I never would have expected.


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